Yes, the whole week Robert Cross was Reeve.
Asa listened in attentive silence, nodding here and there. He had suspected and expected as much with her background with organized crime. It was the primary reason he'd seen her as a good fit for the Covenant. He glanced outside again as a small smile touched his lips. In other company, he might have made a joke about Victoria's 'hands on', but refrained. Business was business.
"So you favor trust over fear."
The words had a slight lilt at the end; almost a question, as he mused over her words and distilled them.
"An interesting question, among our kind -- in all things." They were predators, after all. While Asa himself had ascended to praxis by trust, he had no illusions that he had kept his praxis without fear. The key word? Favor. "I do as well. You survived a Clan meeting that saw two ashed, so I won't worry about rose-colored glasses."
It would be interesting to see how she dealt with someone like Velma Star.
"I think you'll make a fine Lady of the Invictus... in time. Right now the Domain finds itself in unusual circumstances with how few of us there are, and both Hunters and Brood on the rise. Unusual circumstances are often opportunity."
He'd seized his, in the wake of the Elder rampage and the Lost Nights.
"Do you have any questions that you would like to ask me?"